Charlie Sheen kind of announced the reformation of his Angels pussy posse. Who wasn’t excited a couple years back by the first incarnation of simple-brained porn stars living in Charlie’s mansion, tracking high heel shoe prints through the perma-layer of cocaine dust along the floor. It was even more amusing when they all turned on Charlie in the media, spilling out all of his deviant secrets. The thing about hookers and porn stars, they’re great, but you don’t invite them into your home. Then the devil owns you.